He handed Mr. Cochon a bulging leather pouch."Thank you," said Mr. Cochon. "Now you understand that the young woman must be delivered alive. Alive and... in good shape." Yeah, man, we understand. Where is she?"Mr. Cochon ushered them into the living room. The two young men looked at SG silently for a moment, then the shorter one said, "This is gonna be one fine fuckin' assignment."Mr. Cochon was annoyed. "It is not a 'fucking' assignment, it is a simple matter of delivering merchandise. No rough. Dann wird dein stoßen immer heftiger.Du nimmst mein Ohr in den Mund und stöhnst dass du mir gleich deine geile Sahne in meine kleine geile Muschel spritzen wirst. Ich spüre wie dein Schwanz und deine Eier zu zucken anfangen und dann kommt es mir auch schon sehr heftig weil du in dieser Stellung ganz tief in mich eindringen kannst. Weil es doch eine ziemliche Anstrengung ist so und wir auch ziemlich müde sind schlafen wir beide fast sofort ein uns ist gar nicht bewusst das dein mittlerweile. By the cries and movements that Mum was making she was enjoying it as much as I was and had really missed my attention. I could see that it was going to be a long, erotic and tiring weekend and I looked forward to every minute of it - Wendy had, by now, completely exited from my thoughts.As I worked at Mum with my lips and tongue I unbuckled my belt and pushed my pants and underpants down to knee level."Could you rub my clitoris?" Mum asked, "I love it being touched. It really does wind me up a. “Good for you. If you ever stop back in this area, I’ll buy you a drink,” she suggested.“I don’t drink, but I might stop in for a glass of iced tea,” I suggested.“I’ll buy some tea bags just in case,” she offered.“You do that little lady,” I said it in my way overdone fake southern drawl. “Well, we got to get on the road.”With that I stepped onto the top of the scooter and sat down. Yes, it was a lot like riding a dining room chair down the road at fifty miles and hour. It was my first scooter.